45pm when Dan arrived at the Curzon. Walking in it looked like nothing had moved for the week. The girls were still wailing, the old boys were fixated...on their dominoes, the beer still tasted like piss and Ray had by now lost the fifty quid on the fruity he'd won the week before. If it weren't for the extra bum passed out on the floor, anybody would have thought it was ground hog day."Ray, smoke break" Dan said as he walked past without stopping."No worries, give me a sec to whoop this machines. She had had the glazier install glass They looked great i thought. I looked at some of the titles on her book collection. " You have an interesting book collection Edna", i said. " Thank you" I go back to Edna, we talk for a good hour. Our discussion covers Church, health, mobility, and a wide range of other topics. I had moved a chair near Edna's bed so i could sit as we talked. I had gotten her a couple of drinks during our visit. She had a catheter. The nurse reappeared, it was. But later decided to let it go and prepared my mind to get a good rub. After 30 mins I heard the knock on the door and opened. I saw a tall latino guy (initially I thought he was italian) standing and smiling with some kind of board with wheels and a box.“hi mam, my name is jacob and I’m here for the massage”Me: “ oh ya thanks for coming , please come in “Jacob pushed the board inside and kept it in the middle of the room, then he turned and asked me .Jacob :” you have one of the best rooms in. Someone else pulls my denim jacket up and they've got me like all twisted, all tangled up, in it. And then, and then, (She starts to cry.) and then someone punched me. They punched me hard in the belly, and again and they're pulling me. They're pulling me back and away by my hair. I feel hands grabbing my breasts. So many hands. Grabbing my crotch. Grabbing me from behind. I mean and it's, it's not, y'know, only one person and then it stops. One person and then another person and another and.